I have a lot to speak and write when I think about the time I was in engineering. I was not a bookworm and never used to study 24x7 a day. My mother would insist me to study during the nights but I always like to study during the day. The maximum time I allotted for my studies in the daytime was 1 hour if I have it after my college hours. I go to college by 7 Am and would reach home by 8 Pm. Most of the time after college was with friends playing PC games, cricket, etc. I would have my regular dinner, it will be 9.30 by then, and I feel sleepy and start dreaming in no time. There were times when I would only start studying 4-5 days before the start of exams. My mother insists me to wake up at night and I would sleep holding books in my hand. She was always worried about my studies and me. Then one fine day things changed when a stranger entered our house.
It was 3 Am and I was busy dreaming the game I played a day ago and started working on strategies to demolish the enemy’s tank. The enemy was near me and I started firing bullets on them. I was able to kill most of them but one managed to escape the sight and shot in my leg. I woke breaking the dream in middle and felt as if something was really happening on my feet. I assume it a dream and decide to go to sleep. It was 5 minutes and I felt something jumping on my legs and wake up again. I switched on the lights and saw a rat jumping from inside the bed sheet. I do not like rats and took a broom, and started hunting for it. I started beating everywhere I could until my father asked about the noise. It was 4 AM and I felt the efforts in catching the rat as useless and went to sleep.
The next night I woke up suddenly and it was the same rat... mm... Ok might be other but they all look alike. I considered it would be afraid and will not repeat it. To my surprise, it again made me wake up and ran to the top. Now it was not possible to sleep without destroying the rat and thus I drafted different plans for its execution. I tried rattrap, poison etc. However, none of it worked. The poison I kept disappeared but the rat was still there. I felt as if the rat was challenging me.
The rat did not stop its mischievous pranks and started jumping on me. I was not able to sleep and thus decided to wake up. It was boring to be awake and sitting idle. Thus, I took my books and started reading. This went and I would get up at 3 Am each morning and go to sleep by 6 Am to get rid of the rat. The time in between was spent reading the books and completing assignments.
My mother came into picture and she did some tricks and rat did not appear again. Even though the rat was gone but the practice continued. I still feel the rat is the source of the knowledge I collected from the books. I was so fond of reading the books that I have completed a whole book of Software engineering by pressman in 5 days time.
We all need to understand that nothing is impossible in life. What we need actually is a rat that could keep us torturing, removing our laziness and making us active. Always try to be after the rat rather than thinking about the things that you think unfeasible in life.
Engineering was my passion...ok that is a “3 idiots” dialogue. I liked engineering and thus become an engineer. However, I never knew that North Indian states partly impart knowledge. I always believed that Bombay and Maharashtra board were better for studies in India. I had to change my views after coming to Kerala. I heard someone saying during my engineering career, “We engineers create for future human generation”. Engineers appointed by Kerala government have surpassed these by creating miracles that also consider Animal conservation apart from the human aspect.
It was 5 Am and few animals were travelling along the Tripunithura Chotanikkara route. It was partially dark and cold. Pappu and Munna are visible at the tollbooth collecting the money from the people who happened to cross the museums antique piece (the bridge). The elephant was busy speaking about his Sabarimala trip and how long he and his friends used to walk when he go to the temple. The ant was riding on the elephant and enjoying the majestic ride. He says that his ancestors were part of the Cochin Royal family and used to steal sugar cubes even from the Kings room. Deer were moving swiftly, shaking their body, and teasing people in the cars and buses. The Lion asked the deer as to why they are doing so and are not afraid of the people. Deer says that their species come under the wildlife protection act and even a minor injury on them can cause problem for the human beings. The dog did not like the remarks from the deer as they were commenting on his master.
The elephant was feeling thirsty and was looking everywhere for the water. He could not find it anywhere and was sad. All were tired by now and were in need of some water. After walking for some time, the ant saw a small hole filled with water and asked the elephant to give him some time to drink it. He asked the elephant to be patient and said that Kerala government has taken complete care for them. After walking for five minutes, the dog saw a small hole on the road filled with water and he was happy to satisfy himself. They crossed the hill palace road and the elephant started running. All the animals were afraid and joined him assuming some hunters were behind them. The elephant stopped on the way and all were amazed to see a large hole on the middle of the road filled with sufficient water that could make and end to the elephant’s thirst.
I was watching the animals drink the water and asked Jk about the condition of the roads. The holes, big and small filled the road. Jk said that they have been built specially by the kerala government in consultation with the efficient and experienced engineers keeping in mind the expectations of the animals apart from the human beings. He said that they are part of the new technology only implemented in kerala that generates random holes after two months of the new construction. These roads are filled with special materials that grasp the climatic change of nature and mould themselves to suit the needs of the passengers. During rainy season, the roads adapt to the condition and automatically create small to large holes that could satisfy the water necessities from ants to elephants.
Kerala government devised this unique technology in consultation with the engineers who were working on soil and irrigation projects. Each engineer and all the other members of the political party were paid good amount for inventing, advising and implementing this idea. Contractors were selected through tenders who could guarantee that appropriate proportion of tar, sand and rocks are added to yield the result. Special care was taken that no extra amount is spent on the roads that could increase the hardness and decrease hole creation. The amount extra to each assignment was given as an appreciation to each member. Charter accountants and finance managers from different parts of the state were invited to plan the investment on the project and the appreciation procedures.
Jk says, recent studies show that majority of the roads in kerala are changing to this technology and it is not far when the entire state will be capable of feeding animals. Other states do not seem to have adopted this technology and the animals are reported to be starving due to insufficient water during their travel. A loving heart, efficient workforce and experienced leaders are the ones who make our ecology stable. It is not far when kerala will change into a complete wildlife conservation unit. Expecting to see such miracles soon.... (kalikalam alathe entha? ... (its all micracles of kaliyug))
From the time, I was smart enough to understand things then I used to find why all like the unique ones and what make them so unique. During the lifeline, I was a fan of someone or the other and would try to be like them. I was in third and a great fan of He-man and would wish to be similar to him. I thought the sword He-man possesses is something that makes him unique and thus I insisted my father to purchase one. I was in Fourth and found that all like my friend Abhinav. I tried to imitate him in the way he speaks and the way he writes. I reached high school and then I found that either studious people or singers/dancers are the ones whom public (including girls ;) ) like. I was not good at singing neither dancing thus I made my way to studies. However, I was still no unique.
It was on a sunny day and I was on the ground in front of my house, playing cricket. The houses are located on sides of the road that creates a square shape with the playground in between. The streets connect to the end where another series of house and playgrounds/ gardens start. I was batting and was on the pitch for a long time scoring two and 4’s with not out. Robin arrived after the umpire declared the third player out. Robin started hitting four and six and in three over was LBW. He was in the field for a limited period but he received more claps than I could have received playing the entire match. I understand that people are not interested in a player who stays for long, scoring runs but in a player who hits six and four and thus make them happy. I started adopting it but it did not work long.
I thus left the hunt to be someone else as nothing worked for me. It was a drawing competition organized for ninth standard students and all were invited to participate. Ruchi Shah was a good painter and always praised by the teachers. She was the topper in the class and a good artist. She used unique skills of brushes and blades to get a creative look to each picture she made. I knew she will win and I can never draw as she does. However, I decided to participate as my mother convinced me saying that it is not important as to who wins but who participates. I practiced an astronaut that I saw in the science book I borrowed from my friend. I started working on the astronaut and made several alterations in the design and the pattern. I was happy that at least I am fighting not to win but to be a part of the match.
I started drawing the astronaut and did not turn around to see what others were drawing, as I feared I would be the worst in the queue that has children from the entire city. All were asked to wait as the winners will be announced and participation certificates will be distributed. I asked my father that we have to wait to receive the participation certificate. The judge started declaring results and I was looking at Ruchi’s face watching her expressions on the results. She was nowhere in the fourth, third and second place. I was sure that she would be the first and all teachers were looking proudly at her expecting her appreciation. The judge then declared “and finally the first prize goes to Abhilash M. Pillai of St. Xaviers High school for his painting depicting an astraunaut”. I was shocked as others and felt as if my entire body was empty of blood. Face was pale and my heart started beating like never when the judge asked me to come on the stage. I went on the stage and shook hands with the judge. My hands were shivering and cold. For the first time in my life, I saw people clapping for me.
Ruchi Shah did not cry like the ordinary girls but she was sad at not winning the competition. She was a good-looking woman with a height at least 5 inches more than I was and her brain was 10 times working more during day and night. My mother was happy who was tired at scolding me every time for not scoring high in the exams and never completing my home works.
I do not say that I won all the drawing competitions that were organized later. However, I understood that I cannot be another person, a x-man just by imitating them and all that matters is how people see me and not how they see me in others costumes.
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